THiiS i BELiiEVE I believe in being a little bit crazy. I am definitely one of the weirdest people that I have ever met. I constantly sing and talk to myself, I am ridiculously loud, I laugh at everything and most things that come out of my mouth make absolutely no sense. That’s just the way I like it. I used to think being weird was a flaw, now I embrace it to its fullest because whether I like it or not, it’s who I am. My freshman year in college I was contacted by one of my four roommates ahead of time who happened to live less than an hour away from me. We exchanged a few emails talking about how excited and nervous we were for college. Upon realizing we lived so close, we thought a dinner date was in order to meet each other before move in day. We met at Old Chicago, we talked about how I was a vegetarian and how she loved cheerleading and I loved dancing. A completely normal meal, a rarity for me, we exchanged hugs and said our goodbyes. About a month into the school year, and still to this day if you ask her she will tell you that could not believe that I seemed so normal at first.
On the day of freshman move in, my excitement was overwhelming and I could feel my inner freak waiting to explode. I told myself to tone it down, at least until we had lived there for a while. I didn’t want them to think that I was weird and that they had gotten stuck with an awful roommate. I tried to keep my cool for as long as I could. I vividly remember one instance where I was talking to one of my roommates and just got so overpowered by emotions that I went crossed eyed, let out a yelp, and leaped out of the room to go move more boxes. She never said anything to me about that encounter. I went at least a solid week with no other slip ups until one afternoon, the same roommate came in to find me taking a nap on the floor of the living room face down and butt in the air which happens to be my favorite napping position. Somewhat like what you would expect an inchworm to look like when it lifts its lower half before inching itself forward. The next day I decided I couldn’t handle it anymore and I called all four of my roommates into my room after I had drawn eyes on my chin, covered my nose and eyes, and propped myself upside down on my bed with my head hanging off. I sang them a chin-person rendition of Britney Spears “Baby One More Time".
According to my mother, an honorary member of the National Wolf Family Household (NWFH) I am special and loveable 100% of the time. That’s a good enough statistic for me to keep my quirky and off beat ways. I believe that the world would be a better place if everyone could let their hair down once and a while. Knowing that when I go home I am able to be myself and laugh a lot with my friends gets me through the day to day. When I see someone act a little strange, it gives me a newfound respect for that person. I can only hope that everyone can learn to laugh as much as I do. Embracing my inner odd ball has made me the happiest person that I can be. So when in doubt, you let your freak out.
PRODUCTION NOTES
This project was much more difficult and time consuming than I had originally thought it was going to be. When we first started talking about it in class I was anxious and excited to get working on it. So I fooled around with my garage band for a couple of days. That's just about all it was though, fooling around. I got distracted by turning my voice into "ultimate diva" and "gospel choir" (effects on garage band). When it came time to do the real thing I had a tough time finding a read through that I actually liked.
I really don't like the sound of my voice, and I am sick so that didn't make it any better. After doing what felt like 10,000 takes i finally decided on the ones that I posted. I split it up into paragraphs which made it much easier to manage.
Pictures- I tried really hard to make a slideshow. I'm not very tech savvy so I got one of my friends to help me out, but I got a little over jealous and it ended up not working out. I had maybe 10 or more pictures I was choosing to work with, the first two were snapshots of videos that my friends had recorded of me doing ridiculous things. But because they were videos posted on facebook, not my videos I couldn't figure out how to take a snapshot of the image so instead I put my iPhone camera on HDR and turned the flash off so that it wouldn't get stripey when I took a picture and just paused the video and snapped a picture and e-mailed myself the picture. I opened the pictures with iPhoto then uploaded them onto this page. I figured with only three pictures it would be better to just put them on the page, plus I thought that a slideshow might be distracting from the audio, which seemed to me to be more important.
Audio- This was probably the most frustrating part for me. I really wanted to do fade-ins and outs and have cool background noise but everything I tried made the actual audio track so much more, so I kept it plain and simple. I tried really hard to get the clown song playing in the background but I did not like the way it sounded with my voice. I did do some work taking out a little bit of background noise because although I did use the closet trick (which worked awesome and is actually a weirdly nice place to do hw) my closet is right above my living room so you could still kind of hear my roommates talking and laughing and doors slamming.
I'm so glad that I hadn't uploaded my audio yet because Sophia in class said that it was much easier for her to download her audio to iTunes, which I what I did and it worked really well. It was easy, I just saved my garage band track and shared it to my iTunes then uploaded the iTunes files on here.
Overall, I really enjoyed this project, mostly because I got to spend hw time doing fun stuff on my computer. I'm really glad I can use garage band a lot better now and I'm looking forward to learning more.
THiiS i BELiiEVE I believe in being a little bit crazy. I am definitely one of the weirdest people that I have ever met. I constantly sing and talk to myself, I am ridiculously loud, I laugh at everything and most things that come out of my mouth make absolutely no sense. That’s just the way I like it. I used to think being weird was a flaw, now I embrace it to its fullest because whether I like it or not, it’s who I am.
My freshman year in college I was contacted by one of my four roommates ahead of time who happened to live less than an hour away from me. We exchanged a few emails talking about how excited and nervous we were for college. Upon realizing we lived so close, we thought a dinner date was in order to meet each other before move in day. We met at Old Chicago, we talked about how I was a vegetarian and how she loved cheerleading and I loved dancing. A completely normal meal, a rarity for me, we exchanged hugs and said our goodbyes. About a month into the school year, and still to this day if you ask her she will tell you that could not believe that I seemed so normal at first.
On the day of freshman move in, my excitement was overwhelming and I could feel my inner freak waiting to explode. I told myself to tone it down, at least until we had lived there for a while. I didn’t want them to think that I was weird and that they had gotten stuck with an awful roommate. I tried to keep my cool for as long as I could. I vividly remember one instance where I was talking to one of my roommates and just got so overpowered by emotions that I went crossed eyed, let out a yelp, and leaped out of the room to go move more boxes. She never said anything to me about that encounter. I went at least a solid week with no other slip ups until one afternoon, the same roommate came in to find me taking a nap on the floor of the living room face down and butt in the air which happens to be my favorite napping position. Somewhat like what you would expect an inchworm to look like when it lifts its lower half before inching itself forward. The next day I decided I couldn’t handle it anymore and I called all four of my roommates into my room after I had drawn eyes on my chin, covered my nose and eyes, and propped myself upside down on my bed with my head hanging off. I sang them a chin-person rendition of Britney Spears “Baby One More Time".
According to my mother, an honorary member of the National Wolf Family Household (NWFH) I am special and loveable 100% of the time. That’s a good enough statistic for me to keep my quirky and off beat ways. I believe that the world would be a better place if everyone could let their hair down once and a while. Knowing that when I go home I am able to be myself and laugh a lot with my friends gets me through the day to day. When I see someone act a little strange, it gives me a newfound respect for that person. I can only hope that everyone can learn to laugh as much as I do. Embracing my inner odd ball has made me the happiest person that I can be. So when in doubt, you let your freak out.
PRODUCTION NOTES